No polish, jewelry, or special decoration. Just you and my bare, ebony feet up close. My feet sit on the end of my bed. I love the feeling of laying down on a soft surface and wiggling my toes. It's a simple pleasure that never fails to make me feel relaxed and content. The sensation of my toes sinking into the surface and then gently rubbing against it is extremely soothing. I scrunch my feet, letting you gaze at the ridges of my soles. I slide my feet around each other, gently. I don’t say a word- all you hear is the shifting of fabric as my feet move around the bed. It's a comforting ritual that I enjoy after a long day. Not only does it help to relieve my stress, but it also helps to restore energy to my feet, making them more agile and ready for fucking up your focus. You’re so easy for my feet, aren’t you?